Jamaican mountain grown. Kona in a pinch ... times were rough when we had Hawaiian Kona. Kona meant Myndee was sick and I didn’t follow instructions...... or failed to remember the list. The Kona came from the freezer ... something I had bought a bunch of because I liked the smell. Smell and taste are not necessarily inclusive.When I dabbled with tobacco ... I took up the pipe. I took up the pipe because she said I should; a pipe was dignified. She? Damned if I remember.If the tobacco smelled. The lights in our living room were so bright that I know my friends had a great view of her tits. I began to caress her tits and I moved around to her back exposing her more. We were in that position when the door made a noise and my wife opens her eyes and covers her breast. She asked me, "Is there somebody at the door?" I said "no". But she insisted that she saw a shadow at the door, so I said I will check. When I am about to reach the door, Jerry knocks in anticipation that my wife did. “What the fuck happened?”“Well we had to carry you in from the taxi, as I said, and we found you had managed to loose your knickers. Anyway we were feeling randy and once we got started you were responding like a bitch in heat so we fucked you until we were dried out.”“Ha. Ha. Very funny. What did happen?”“No. Straight up………. and we were”She went pail them crimson“Who’s we? Not all of you ?“No, Terry and Mike didn’t appear or it would probably have been all six of us and your cunt would. We arepacking and we are going there. I think that they can sort your strangepersonality. In this house, you cannot be a girl, have a boyfriend orbe a baby"Act III.God is on holidaysIt was the first evening in the house. It was like a little hotel wherelot of families lived. Father Steve that thought God spoke directly tohim and he was a new prophet ran it. Everyone else believed it,otherwise, why would they be here?The first evening we were in a prayer room. We said a load of prayers.I thought.